#dogman fandom

Me enorgullece este dibujo, me encanta como me salieron los colores🙏

I think that Dog Man has a few curated playlists he likes to play when he’s in specific moods. These are mostly songs that he can’t play from his record player. He does, however, have a playlist of those songs for when he’s out and about.

His most played playlist would be his Bad Boy playlist. Which is dedicated to songs about being in love with bad boys, villains, etc. It is literally the most out of character headcanon (because it’s so easy to prove false and I accept that) but Dog Man falls for bad boys. Don’t hate the player, hate the game /cringe joke

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Because even though I'm NOT reading that comic YET (I'm only on the third one, btw 💔), my explanation and headcanon (if you can call it that, lol) has more to do with the look and the "vibes" he gives off under this new alter ego

First of all, thanks to the synopsis I read on the Wiki, I learned that The Scarlet Shedder comes about because Dog Man is exiled after being (temporarily) bathed in tomato, forcing him to seek help EVEN KNOWING that most have rejected him, and I feel that this gives it that "intriguing" tone that the instrumental part of the song has

Also, I think that the outfit he wears in this comic really emphasizes the fact that he's grappling with the big problem he faces (which is very current since 2024: AI)

So, it's thanks to these things that I developed this idea. HOWEVER, I admit that there might be some errors in the information because (precisely) I don't know much about it and I'm relying on the internet. But even so, I hope it made some sense (within the limited scope lol-)

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No more of this serious shenanigans bullshit! Give me more cringe! I want like those vertical movie things but Detey! Give me Dog Man being Petey’s assistant/secret lover/secretly doing something and is going to gain everything in the end! Give me Petey being the rockstar/most eligible bachelor/powerful being that will marry Dog Man in the end!

Okay, we can get rid of the gross undertones that tend to be in these stories. Because no thank you. BUT KEEP EVERTHING ELSE! Let’s make Detey cringe!

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Jealousy

Jealousy. Heh. I don’t get jealous. Me and jealousy? We just don’t mix. Nope! Not a single jealous bone in my body. What would I have to be jealous of? Especially here in Ohkay City. Where the average citizen can’t get through a single day without freaking out about something. Most of these idiots don’t have anything that could make me jealous. So no. I don’t get jealous.

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What? Dog Man? What does he have to do with this? There’s no reason to be jealous of Dog Man, either. The do-gooder shit he has to do isn’t anything I want to deal with. Ever.

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Others flirting with him… Wh-who’s flirting with him? No one is flirting with him! Have you heard what those morons have said behind his back? Or even straight to his face? Heh. Please! And you think people are flirting with him…

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Okay, hypothetically, if anyone were to flirt with Dog Man, which they aren’t! He wouldn’t act on it. There’s no bone in his body that isn’t loyal to the max. A literal god could be flirting with him and he would decline! Because he is mine. And I am his. Simple as that.

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Forced? Who’s forcing him? Did you see something!?

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Ahem. So-sorry, Sarah. But you’re right. There’s many who can’t take no for an answer. And despite being the ever famous Supa Cop, he doesn’t always have the heart to stand up for himself. For others? He’ll be there front line and center to protect them in whatever way he can. But for himself? Well… that is a different story. He’s working on it, but it’s a long journey. BUT THAT WOULDN’T MAKE ME JEALOUS! It would make me protective! And I am protective of Dog Man. I make sure people know they can’t just walk all over him like trash or use him for their own gain. He’s a living being for God’s sake! He deserves respect. But, yet again, that’s doesn’t mean I get jealous.

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Sarah… you better watch yourself.

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Okay, fine! Let’s go ahead and create a scenario for this! So that way you’ll shut up about it. Say Dog Man and I are having our usual Sunday stroll. It’s a nice day and we just had lunch at his favorite place. He’s glowing! Absolutely beaming in pure joy with that gorgeous smile that just makes you feel so safe and so warm inside. Just makes you want to pull him into your arms and never let him go. Run your fingers through his fur. Maybe give him a kiss or two just to see him get flustered! It’s so cute when he gets that way.

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So-s-sorry. Ahem. Anyway, say during that moment, someone comes up to us and strikes up a conversation with Dog Man. No big deal. A bit annoying, but hey. I signed up for that when I started dating the hero of Ohkay City. So they chat. And maybe it starts to turn flirty. They say little things about how amazing Dog Man is. How much this moment means to them. How… how cute he is. No, not cute. They’d probably call him handsome. Which honestly isn’t even his favorite compliment, by the way. But still, they’d say it. If they were really bold, they’d call him sexy. And start touching my puppy. Without his permission! Dog Man would get tense. But not wanting to be rude or tell the guy to piss off, he’d stand there and nod politely. Then maybe this cat would have the fucking audacity to rub against him! As if I’m not right there! Watching all of this go down. Who does this cat think he is? Ooh! You’re so cool with your dumb little leather jacket and sunglasses that are way too big for your stupid face! Don’t you get it? He doesn’t want you. He doesn’t want anyone because he’s mine! He’s mine and I’m his! SO JUST BACK THE FUCK UP BEFORE I MAKE SURE YOU NEVER HAVE A CHANCE TO FLIRT WITH ANYONE EVER AGAIN!

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Hehehe. I-I mean… IF! That was to happen. Which it didn’t! I’d simply break the conversation gently and we’d be on our merry way. And that’s it. No ifs, ands, or buts about it. Just some simple hellos, small talk, then bye. Nothing more.

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Yep! That’s me! Petey The Cat. A feline who most certainly, in any context, doesn’t get jealous. Interview done.

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Envy

Envy? Hmm, I’ve heard that word before but I don’t really understand what it means. Isn’t it just another word for jealousy? Because I wouldn’t say I’m the jealous type. Sure, I get a bit possessive when Petey comes home smelling like another cat or dog, but I know how to handle that. I don’t allow it to consume me.

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O-o-oh… I see…

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Is that what this feeling is? Whenever I look at other people and wish I could be as normal as they are? That’s what envy is?

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Then, y-ye-yeah. I’m definitely envious. I don’t know why I feel this way but… I do. It’s just not fair! I work so hard to keep everyone in this city safe! I’m a good boy all year round! I correct my mistakes when I make them. And I’ve done all I can to prove that I’m more than what I appear to be. So then… why can’t people be normal to me? Why don’t they see me like everyone else? I deserve to have that! Don’t I?

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It’s not just the citizens, either! I’ve become envious of Petey, too! Oh, my pretty kitty… I love him more than words can describe! He makes me so happy. I feel like royalty in the glow of his love. And he’s worked so hard to redeem himself! So then why do I hate that he’s treated so normal? How is it fair that he gets to be more on the normal scale than me? It’s not fair!

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But I don’t want to hurt anyone. I’d never try to cause harm to be above anyone! I just… wish I wasn’t excluded. Wish others would cheer for me the way they cheer for Yolay or even you, Sarah! The way they cheer when Petey gets on that stage and sings a pretty little tune. They clap and whistle and cheer like it’s the best performance they’ve ever seen! But me… they stay so… quiet. And polite. Like if they make a single peep, it’ll ruin the moment. And when it’s over, their cheers and applause aren’t wild and erratic. Not like with Petey.

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Why? I know I’m not the best singer. I’m not some pop star that can sing like it’s nothing. But I try! I try so hard. And each song I pick has meaning. They aren’t just whatever is popular or ones that will instantly get a reaction. They have a purpose. I’m showing a side of myself no one else sees! So then why is it not enough? What else can I do to get those wild cheers? Why can’t I just have it just one time!? WHY?

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But would that be enough for me? Probably not… it never is. I’ll always want more and that’s the problem. I could get the reaction I want tomorrow and it would satisfy me for a while! But sooner or later I’ll be craving for more. Because it really isn’t enough for me. I need more. I deserve more. Or at least that’s what my envy tells me.

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